The Blade Dance

Something unexpected

Hars pondered for a moment, his eyes moving between the gun Theo was holding and the host bottle in his hand. He knew that they would still pursue and would probably use force if necessary. With a sense of confusion shining in his eyes, Hars finally gave up.

With trembling hands, Hars raised both hands and handed the host bottle to Theo. "Take it, but promise you won't kill me," he said in a voice full of fear.

Theo accepted the host bottle carefully, examining the dark, twitching contents inside the glass bottle. It looked like a solid slime, writhing disgustingly as Theo scrutinized its contents. "What is this?" he asked with a serious expression.

Hars glanced at Theo, trying to explain as clearly as possible despite his fear. "It's a host," he said, trying to give the necessary explanation. His voice trembled but was filled with determination to explain the situation as best he could.

In the darkness of the cave that felt increasingly tense, Theo stood in front of the trembling Har